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Her panties are soaked through, clinging to her engorged lips. She's been thinking about you all day, about your tongue, about how you'd lick her until she's a quivering mess. She's teased herself, but it's not enough. She needs you. She needs your tongue on her, tasting her, feeling her wetness, making her come undone. She's on the edge, waiting, desperate for your touch.